Chapter 713: Manipulation

Bai Lang was muttering in his mouth, "School! Jumping Undefeated! Makari mo airu! Is it a misheard lyric?" This guy was also laughing at himself. The Dongfang Bubai version of Sister Qingxia in front of him was not a master, and her strength was definitely not as good as Master Dongfang—that was a fierce person who could dismantle Gundam with bare hands and was the king of fighting techniques for planetary xenomorphs, the King of Hearts. "Compared to this one, that master is stronger and more enthusiastic. Damn! I also want to say a sentence, 'Blood dyes the east red!'"

His muttering was mainly silent, so Dongfang Bubai didn't notice. Dongfang Bubai's boat was a single-masted sailboat, which Bai Lang thought was only slightly better than a fishing boat rowed by three or five people. However, both were Innate experts, and it was no problem to control a boat back to the mainland. As soon as they went to sea, Bai Lang saw something he had seen in movies before. "Caravel sailboat..." Bai Lang muttered.

The problem was, what kingdom should this be called? Was it Portugal or a new Spain? Or was it called the Kingdom of Castile-Aragon? In short, they were undoubtedly barbarians from Europe. Although these barbarians were called sea merchants, they actually acted as pirates and were even colonial pioneers. Now that they appeared in the sea off Fujian, they were also bold. Bai Lang stood at the bow and looked at the caravel sailboat. "The load capacity is about 75 to 80 tons?" Bai Lang estimated.

The other side had side gun ports, at least one gun deck, plus wheeled gun carriages. This thing was currently a relatively fierce opponent on the sea in Asia. In this era, Portugal was called Folangji, and although these people were bold, they didn't dare to do whatever they wanted in the near sea close to the mainland—in India, they dared to rob the coast, and in Southeast Asia, they dared to penetrate the coastline to loot, but in the Great Ming, they didn't dare to approach.

Bai Lang, as the Defense Commissioner, took the initiative to approach. The height difference between the ships was still a bit, but Bai Lang took a step and swept five zhang away, easily standing on the deck of this ship. He was not surprised at all to see the little tongues of these rough European barbarians. These people should be stupid about Bai Lang's power—Bai Lang himself didn't feel it. Human intelligence was about the same. Even if these barbarians were still picking things to eat in the forest a thousand years ago, Rome and the Arabs would leave them something, right?

It was just that these sailors should be social scum, and they couldn't come into contact with them at all before—based on the customs of Europe in this era, the lower class shouldn't be able to come into contact with them. These things should be circulating among the nobles, and of course, the church was also very likely. Bai Lang thought of the so-called Royal Knights and Paladins. "Everyone knows how to breathe, and there must be people in Europe who have gained power from breathing and visualization." Bai Lang was also looking down at these Europeans at this time.

Europeans were taller in Northern Europe, and Southern Europeans were short. Moreover, in this era, there were not many people as tall as Bai Lang even among Northern Europeans. Coupled with Bai Lang's appearance with raised eyebrows and tiger whiskers, it reminded people of the Viking barbarians in Northern Europe. Bai Lang didn't come to enforce the law; he just visited the caravel ship—in this era, the technological level of the East and the West had begun to gradually widen...

If the Great Ming built ships, the treasure ships of the Yongle era could no longer be built, and the sand ships and box ships using hard sails were slightly inferior to the caravel sailboats in front of them—after all, they could really sail thousands of miles and adapt to most sea conditions. And the deck guns were estimated to be slightly more advanced than the Great Ming's current artillery, and as for this force... Bai Lang looked at these sailors casually, far inferior to the average level of the Japanese pirates. "Malnutrition, overwork, and no martial arts—all relying on some rough combat skills."

After watching, Bai Lang took a step and stepped on the water back to Dongfang Bubai's small boat and sailed away.

"Is Sect Leader Dongfang going to Nanjing Jin Yi Guard with me or being escorted to Nanjing Jin Yi Guard by me? When you were the Sect Leader of the Demon Cult, some things still need to be said clearly. In the case files of the Ministry of Justice, there are many things that Sect Leader Dongfang might understand. If the Sect Leader goes, it will also be good for us to arrest the murderer." Bai Lang leaned against the side of the boat, looking lazy, but what he said was explosive.

Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, "Eagle claw grandson!" Then she made a move amidst Bai Lang's long roar, killing directly at the head of this high official. "Sect Leader Dongfang has such great courage! You really kill officials and rebel!" Bai Lang's Qi circulated around his body. His martial arts were the natural enemy of Dongfang Bubai's Sunflower Manual. The Golden Bell Shield was thick and majestic, and no matter how sharp Dongfang Bubai's true Qi was, it was difficult to pierce it. If she was not careful, it would be a lose-lose result, and the consequences of the Golden Bell Shield's lose-lose were far lighter than Dongfang Bubai's.

Bai Lang's palm force was like a stormy sea, and there was endless coldness in it. This boat was directly blown up under the collision of the two people's Qi. And the palm force of the North Wind Walk directly froze the sea surface for more than ten zhang. Dongfang Bubai's sharp and peerless Qi energy shattered the ice in a very short time. Bai Lang stepped on the broken ice with his toes, lifted his palms upward, and suddenly two giant dragons made of seawater were drawn from the sea, circling and dancing around Bai Lang.

"This is the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms! The Dragon Repents!" Bai Lang shouted, slapped his palm out, and the two dragons entangled and swirled, rushing directly at Dongfang Bubai. This palm seemed to have brought down the clouds in the sky, and it was also full of momentum to chase the waves. And the red-clothed Dongfang Bubai picked up a needle, and with a stab like lightning, she had already decomposed the palm force. However, it was ultimately majestic, and the whole person was thrown into the air.

And Bai Lang took a step forward for close combat. The power of this fist and foot could not be decomposed by a needle. Immediately, he punched and kicked to fight with Bai Lang. Dongfang Bubai's Sunflower Manual was indeed famous for its speed. This person divided into six or seven figures and circled around Bai Lang to attack, while Bai Lang was strong and fierce, forcing Dongfang Bubai to keep retreating to unload his strength, although it was not very successful.

And Dongfang Bubai's attack didn't break Bai Lang's Golden Bell Shield. Her clothes were torn a lot, but the embroidery needle couldn't pierce his skin and flesh, and Bai Lang's palms flew, constantly blocking the route of the needle stabbing at his eyes and ears. The battle went from the sea to the land, and they fought for more than ten miles. Bai Lang and Dongfang Bubai could be said not to be completely serious, at least Bai Lang was. His martial arts knowledge was above Dongfang's, and manipulating the infinite changes of moves was equivalent to playing around.

Dongfang Bubai should have seen it too, so she used more energy to protect herself and was ready to run away at any time—if it weren't for Bai Lang locking her with the spirit of an Innate expert all the time, and once she ran away, it would be a thunderous blow, this Sect Leader Dongfang would have run away long ago. Precisely because of this, the moment she stepped on the mainland, Sect Leader Dongfang also stopped fighting. "I will go with you. If you want to imprison me, I will fight you to the death!" ===== CHAPTER 714 =====